The resentment that had lingered in her heart for years, something she could never let go of, vanished the moment she learned the truth.
Suddenly, she felt no more sadness, and no more resentment—only a sense of acceptance for the past.
She let out a deep sigh of relief. When she looked at him again, her eyes were lighter than ever before.
"It's not your fault. We just weren't meant to be, and that's why all these misunderstandings happened," she said.
"All of this is in the past now. You don't need to keep apologizing."
Her tone of acceptance felt like a knife twisting in Calvert's heart, the pain radiating down to his fingertips.
By saying it was in the past, did she mean she was letting go—letting go of their history and of him?
"Do you... not want me anymore?"
His voice trembled as he asked the question.
Luana touched her neck, where Cline's hickeys were still visible. How could she possibly be with Albio
Calvert didn't want her to go back to Cline, but hearing that she would leave with him made him agree anyway."Okay," he said.Just like in their youth, he trusted and agreed with whatever she said.Luana gave him a gentle smile, then turned to face Cline. "Cline, you must have heard what we were just talking about, right?"Cline's thin lips were pressed tightly together in silence, confirming that he had.Luana continued, "Albion and I did grow up together, knowing and loving each other. We promised to be together forever. But I was spoiled and willful. Once, I got into a childish argument with him on the street, and he got hit by a car. The only thing I could do was sell myself to pay for his surgery. You heard the rest—because of his amnesia and his brother's interference, I misunderstood him and signed that contract with you out of spite..."Cline cut her off coldly, "Are you saying you didn't want to be with me?" Luana nodded.
Calvert and Luana leaned on each other as they walked out of the villa. Outside, several cars were parked—Calvert's.The men in the cars, all bodyguards, had bruises on their faces. Before Calvert went in, his men had already fought with Cline's guards.Outnumbered, Calvert's men had lost, and Calvert had no choice but to call the police.Seeing Calvert emerge unscathed, the bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief. One of them quickly opened the car door for the two.Calvert helped Luana into the car first, then got in himself.Ignoring his own pain, he grabbed a clean towel and gently wiped Luana's rain-soaked hair.His touch was incredibly tender, as if afraid he might hurt her.But when his eyes fell on her exposed skin, his face changed instantly.The woman he had always cherished and protected had been so cruelly hurt by that bastard Cline—over and over again, for five long years.It was enough to make Calv
Luana saw the look on his face and her eyes filled with guilt. "I'm sorry..." she whispered.Calvert looked up, his bloodshot eyes reflecting Luana's remorseful expression."I don't want your apology. I just want you, Luana. Can't you stop loving him? Can't you love me again?"He stepped forward and grabbed her cold hand, holding it gently in his. "I'll treat you right from now on. I'll never let anyone hurt you again. Let's go back to the way things were, like when we were in school, carefree and happy. Can we do that?"Luana shook her head. "Albion, we can't go back."Calvert refused to believe it. "You're lying to me, right? If you really loved Cline, you wouldn't have said those cold words to him. You don't love him. You're just mad at me and trying to trick me...""I said those cold words because he doesn't love me," Luana interrupted calmly. "He bought me because I look like Miss Ortega. I was just a substitute. Now that Miss Ortega is
Luana knew he was following her and let out a deep sigh, but she didn't turn around. She walked up the stairs alone.She had always known how Albion felt about her.He had doted on her since they were kids, giving in to her every whim. As they grew up, he worked tirelessly to give her a better life, juggling school and part-time jobs since high school.Such a wonderful young man must have loved her to the extreme, willing to sacrifice everything for her.But she had fallen for someone else, and now her life was running out, with less than two months left.She had once asked Albion what he would do if she died before him.He had said he would follow her, committing suicide at her grave so she wouldn't be alone in the afterlife.He was a man of his word. Of course, now that he had found his place, he probably wouldn't do something so reckless.But Luana was still afraid, too afraid to tell him about her impending death.Sh
"Once he finds a heart, take her straight to the transplant surgery. You don't need to tell me anything about her from now on."Cline's cold words snapped Eva out of her thoughts.If he really cared, his attitude wouldn't be like this. It was obvious he was trying to distance himself, throwing in a good deed at the end.Whether Dr. George could find a matching heart or if Luana would survive didn't seem to matter to him at all.Otherwise, he wouldn't have told Eva to stop updating him about Luana.Such indifference could only mean they were done for good. But Cline's efforts might be in vain; Luana's condition was so bad she might not even make it until a suitable heart was found.Eva thought it over. Since Cline clearly didn't care about Luana, she didn't ask further, just replied with a "Sure," and left with the items.After Eva left, Cline's long, knuckle-defined fingers, resting on his laptop, unconsciously clenched tighter.
Calvert said, "Luana's back, but she doesn't want to see me."Clarissa rolled her eyes again. "After how rough you were with her, why would she want to see you?"Calvert's eyes turned red again. Yeah, even though it wasn't him who had laid a hand on her, it had been his own brother.No matter how you looked at it, he was still partly to blame. It was only natural that Luana would hate him now.But what really hurt wasn't that she hated him—it was that she said she had moved on and didn't love him anymore...Clarissa didn't know the full story between the two, but seeing Calvert like this, she assumed Luana had given him a good scolding.Back when they used to fight, Luana would get mad and avoid him, and he'd end up looking just like this, waiting outside her door.In the end, it was always Clarissa who'd step in, let Albion in, and watch the two of them hug and make up.But this time was different. It wasn't something th
Clarissa breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Luana only had a slight fever and nothing serious.She sat on the edge of the bed, helped Luana sit up, fetched the fever reducers, and poured a glass of water.After Luana took the medicine, she looked up at Calvert, who stood by the bed like a statue, and said, "You should go."Calvert's heart tightened, feeling as if something had blocked his airway, making it hard to breathe.She hadn't asked him to leave earlier because Eva was there, probably fearing Eva would tell Cline.She cared about Cline's opinion but not about his own feelings. In her heart, Cline truly mattered more than he did.The woman who once had only him in her heart had suddenly pushed him aside and placed another man there.How could Calvert accept that? How could Albion accept that?With red eyes, he stared intently at Luana's pale face and pleaded, "Luana, give me one more chance..."Luana's f
"Yep," Clarissa nodded, pausing for a moment before telling Luana the exact amount. "Two hundred thousand."Her family was in debt for two hundred thousand dollars. Albert had just informed Clarissa and rushed back to settle the debt without even consulting her."He used his own money, not mine..." Clarissa added, sensing Luana's concern.But to Luana, that statement felt a bit off.Albert had bought their marital home, and Clarissa had been the one helping with the mortgage payments. Yet after they got married, he hadn't handed over the financial reins to her.If Luana knew that Clarissa's earnings were not only covering the mortgage but also the household expenses, she would probably be even more upset.Clarissa had actually withheld some of the changes that occurred after their marriage, fearing that Luana would worry.Seeing Luana's annoyed expression, Clarissa decided to lay everything out. "Albert has changed a bit after we got
"Does it hurt?" Luana silently asked herself.Once, she had known pain—excruciating, soul-crushing agony that had left her curled on a cold floor, voiceless and desperate.It had been a pain that stripped away all hope in this man before her, eroding her very will to live. It had been so severe that even in her final moments, when she'd longed for a glimpse of him, he'd refused even a phone call.That pain was no mere physical wound. It was a despair that seeped into her very being.It was after enduring such torment that she had finally seen Cline for what he truly was—a man utterly ruthless toward her.Yet now, here he was, holding her and asking if she hurt. The irony was bitter, almost laughable.With a cold, expressionless face, she said, "The five minutes are up. Let me go."But Cline, who had finally held the person he'd obsessed over, had no intention of releasing her so easily.He held her tight and said, "
Cline held tight to her arm, as if he'd never let go unless Luana gave him a chance to speak.Luana, brows furrowed, sighed and relented, "Five minutes, right here."Cline's cold gaze shifted to Dorian, who shot him a glare before turning to Luana."Five minutes, then home," Dorian warned.Luana nodded meekly, "Okay."Only after Dorian strode into the villa did Luana turn to Cline, her voice cool and impatient."Well?"In Dorian's presence, Luana had been the picture of obedience, just as she used to be with him.Now, though, Cline saw a change in her—calm, distant, and edged with impatience.This new version of Luana only deepened the ache in his chest.He longed to reach out, to brush his fingers against her face, but as his hand rose, she flinched violently, stepping back as if struck.Luana stared at Cline's right hand, her pupils suddenly clouded with fear, as if the ghosts of past trauma had res
Luana nodded in agreement and turned toward the stairs.But after just two steps, she froze, her fingers brushing the banister.Slowly, she turned back, her voice hesitant. "Clarissa, I came back as Dorothy... What about Gehrmann?"Clarissa had guessed that Luana had returned as her sister Dorothy the moment she heard Dorian call her by that name.Clarissa's smile was warm, reassuring. "I won't say a word to him or Cline. Your secret's safe."Relief flickered in Luana's eyes. "Thank you," she whispered, the word soft as a feather.As Luana walked away, Clarissa watched her retreating figure, worry knotting her brow."Is this luck or a curse?" she thought, "Leaving Cline only to be trapped by Dorian."At the car, Luana opened the passenger door and slid in."Home at ten seems early," she ventured, her tone tentative.Dorian glanced over, his indifference palpable. "Make it eight, then."Luana's lips twitched
Clarissa watched Luana's fingers tighten around the phone until her knuckles whitened. "When I first saw those messages flooding in, I tried luring him out myself—posed as you, planned to bring the cops. But instead of catching a creep, I got..."She trailed off, the memory of the man in the café still prickling her nerves.A man as cold and heartless as Cline—why would he cling to memories of Luana like this?"Anyway," she shrugged, "he never showed. Guess some ghosts stay buried."Luana's voice was a whisper. "These things... they should've been my fight. Not yours."Clarissa cut her off, "If it were me in this mess, you'd do the same. So quit with the thanks already."Luana nodded meekly, her lashes drooping as she glanced back at the phone screen.The mystery gnawed at her—Mr. Night's messages reeked of obsession, yet he hid in plain sight. Why?She couldn't fathom it, and frankly, didn't care
"I had no choice but to pull a dumb move—I seduced Gehrmann and took Naomi's spot as his bedwarmer," Clarissa said flatly, her voice echoing off the brick walls."I thought I could use him to get back at Cline. Turns out I was dumber than a bag of hammers—Gehrmann wouldn't lift a finger against Cline for any woman." She kicked at a pebble, watching it skitter into the shadows. "By the time I figured that out, he wouldn't let me walk away."Clarissa shifted her weight, catching Luana's profile in the dim light."But don't you worry, Luana. I ain't falling for Gehrmann's charm. This world's got exactly one good man left—Albion. And he's six feet under."So, I won't be that girl anymore—the one who pours her heart out for every little kindness, even when it's not worth it."Mentioning Albion again made Luana's eyes dim as if the light behind them had been switched off.She lowered her lashes, hiding the sorrow pooling th
Third Person's POVLuana tightly embraced Clarissa, hoping to alleviate her pain.Clarissa, however, patted her back with a smile and said, "It's alright. After finding out the truth, I was devastated for a while, but then I pulled myself together. I installed surveillance cameras and recorded every moment of their infidelity, which I sent to my lawyer."I won the lawsuit, but I couldn't get the house back. I could only recover the mortgage payments, the money I spent on him, and compensation for emotional distress..."However, what I didn't expect was that someone would expose Albert's bigamy online, ruining his reputation. His company fired him, and no other major firms would hire him. As far as I know, his current salary isn't even enough to cover the mortgage. Plus, his mother has cancer, which is why he keeps begging at my door."Clarissa's voice turned cold as she continued, "He thinks I'm still the naive woman I once was, that if he kneels a
Clarissa took a deep breath, opened the bedside table, and took out a marriage certificate, handing it to Luana."You two weren't entirely meant to miss each other. At least he kept his promise from when you were young and married you."Seeing the marriage certificate, Luana's eyes welled up.She reached out and slowly unfolded it...Name: LuanaName: AlbionBeside them was a composite photo of the two, dressed in white shirts, with a red background, their faces beaming with happiness.When Luana was eighteen, she had asked Albion, "When are you going to marry me?"Albion, engrossed in a book at the time, looked up and playfully tapped her nose with his pen, saying, "When I'm capable of giving you happiness."Luana pouted, dissatisfied, "But when will that be?"Albion held up his book and replied, "After I've mastered all this knowledge and become someone worthy, then I'll marry you."Luana rested her chin
Last time, it was her negligence that failed to keep Albion by her side. This time, she was determined to do everything in her power to protect Luana.Clarissa raised her hand and gently patted Luana's shoulder, hoping to offer some warmth.Time ticked by, and they remained in the same position until a man in a gray suit approached.Clarissa looked up at him, noticing his gaze fixed on Luana, and her tension grew.Before she could inquire about his identity, the man stepped forward and gently pushed Luana's head with his slender fingers."It's ten o'clock. It's time to go home..."Luana, recognizing Dorian's voice, didn't lift her head, her lifeless eyes fixed on the floor.Dorian frowned at her silence, then bent down slightly and spoke patiently, "Dorothy, come home with me."Luana raised her weary head and said, "I don't want to go home today..."She wanted to stay and support Clarissa, to quietly live for herself for
She couldn't believe it. Even with the news reports and Clarissa's own words, she still refused to accept it.Albion, the gentle and considerate young man who had cherished her, how could he have taken his own life in such a tragic way? It was impossible.Luana shook her head in disbelief. "No, he wouldn't do this..."Clarissa stepped forward and embraced Luana. She felt Luana's body growing cold, and her heart ached."Luana, I don't want to believe it either, but..."Clarissa's words trailed off, tears streaming down her face.Three years ago, fearing Albion might do something rash, she had followed him to the cemetery.There, she found no sign of Albion, only bloodstains on the tombstone.Her unease grew as she searched for him, but he was nowhere to be found.The next day, the news reported that Coburn Group's CEO, Calvert, had committed suicide at the cemetery.Only then did she realize Albion had truly done s